hey stranger,

kit. 092996. i felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery — air, mountains, trees, people. i thought, "this is what it is to be happy.” sylvia plath

[ywkit-blog]

big eyes.

[ywkit-blog]

ywseunghae‌:

seunghae is fascinated. which is ironic, isn’t it? being fascinated with someone’s fascination. quite frankly, he’s impressed at how excited and impressed kit looks, the questions he asks, the way he looks at everything, the way he pays attention to everything he has to say and explain. it’s interesting because finding someone willing to learn as eagerly as he was… well, it was pretty hard. most city people hated life around here, or at least they didn’t like it enough to want to learn or what have you. either way, he’s happy and he’s impressed with all the questions coming his way.

“beautiful is a good word, definitely what i’d use to describe them.” yes, the hongs make money out of these animals, he knows, but that doesn’t mean he lacks a heart, it doesn’t mean he can’t love and appreciate them because he surely does, so much to the point he always goes around giving them names instead of relying on the number his stupid brother wants to name them after. 

‘so how’s thirty-four feeling today?’

‘you mean ‘honey’? she’s doing better.’

it was a never ending battle between them. “bulls, yes. we have five of them here, they’re just a part of the family… and you know, the fathers of the calves. we currently have forty-seven cows, but my family wants to aim higher and want more. competition around town is getting strong, as you know, we’re not the only dairy farm in the region, and they take competition very seriously.” which to him, is stupid, but alas. 

letting out a hearty chuckle, seunghae shakes his head, “no, no, we don’t eat them. they’re only here for milk, so don’t worry about it.” he actually stares at the cow kit is referring to, good ol’ kinja. “i said that same thing as a kid, by the way. i loved seeing them so much, and i still do, that i told myself i’d stop eating meat but that never happened.” leaning against the fence, a question pops in hae’s head and he can’t help but ask, “why are you so into this, though? i don’t think we’ve discussed that yet, at least not thoroughly.”

kit’s probably a little too pleased with himself for getting something right, almost preening as seunghae confirms that he used the correct word. korean is a language that still doesn’t sit quite comfortably on his tongue, though it may be hard to guess that with how he hurtles headfirst into the language as if he can’t stop talking even if he tried. mistakes are made, but he improves daily thanks to his unbridled eagerness to communicate and make friends.

“that’s already a lot of cows,” kit’s brows raise. honestly, he doesn’t know at what point a farm is considered ‘big’. forty-seven cows and five bulls sounds like an unmanageable amount to him already. “where are you gonna put the ‘more’? will they have enough elbow room?” he frowns in concern. he’s known these animals for a matter of minutes but already he’s troubled over their well-being. at least seunghae seems to be concerned about them too. it puts kit at ease; even though he knows that seunghae isn’t the top dog, the man in charge, he’s sure that the cattle are in good hands as long as he’s around. especially after the other man confirms that these creatures are not to be eaten.

a thoughtful sort of look dances across kit’s features. he’s watching the cow still, her big dark eyes, and scratching at her side lightly. she seems to like it, so he doesn’t stop. he almost misses seunghae’s question when it’s asked, as if caught in a trance by the beast.

“oh.. i’m not sure.” he shrugs, dropping his hand from the cow so he can give his attention to the human more fully. “i grew up in cities, so i didn’t actually see a cow in person until i moved here. maybe it’s just curiosity.” the pull toward husbandry seems more profound than mere childish exploring, but kit hasn’t found the words to describe it yet, not in any language. he’s not quite sure of the magnitude of it himself. “it’s really interesting. and i want to find my place here, so i want to learn everything i can. see what i’m good at... or what i like the most.”

[ywkit-blog]

fly high.

[ywkit-blog]

ywseungho‌:

seungho had just wanted to get a drink. and yet somehow here he was, with kit’s arms hooked around his and the older boy constantly talking. seungho’s got to admit though, a part of him admires kit for being able to talk so much in a language that he’s still learning. seungho could never quite imagine himself being that comfortable talking in a foreign language.

still, he enjoys kit’s company and as serious as he has to be at times, with kit he’s able to let loose a little more and actually act his age. he turns to the boy and playfully pinches his cheek. “for someone who keeps saying he isn’t comfortable talking in korean, you sure talk a lot,” seungho teases playfully.

“i’ve never been up that high before,” seungho confesses. he’s actually never even been on a plane, so that height feels like a world unknown to him. “alright, alright,” seungho gives in, “i will. i mean, i was planning to already,” he says. “it would probably be really fun to ride! plus, imagine all the good scenery.” a moment before seungho goes on, “oh but i sort of already promised a girl i’d take her up there with me instead so… sorry kit,” he grins. well, it’s yein that he’s promised but yein’s technically a girl anyway so he wasn’t exactly lying to kit. plus, as much as seungho likes to tease kit, he’s always found the boy’s reactions endearing in it’s own way.

“well if i didn’t talk just because i wasn’t totally comfortable, i wouldn’t get any better at it, would i?” he learned long ago, when in an incessant tug-of-war between parents in different countries, that if he didn’t speak he wouldn’t be heard. and he wouldn’t be understood if he didn’t try to learn. he’s much more lighthearted in his studies now than he was then, less desperation to shovel language onto his tongue, but he’s also only gotten louder.

seungho’s teasing makes him smile anyways.

“i’ve been on planes a lot, but i don’t think it’s the same. you’re all closed in, you can’t even open a window. in that balloon, you’d be right out and exposed in the middle of the sky. it looks really cool.” some sort of light shines in his eyes, though who knows; maybe he is afraid of heights and he’d only vomit after his feet leave the ground. the only way to find out is to win!

he’s overjoyed when seungho agrees easily to putting their names in, only to be defeated moments later when he finds out that his good friend will so easily leave him for a girl! “who!” is kit’s initial response, followed closely by “i can’t believe you’d do this to me!” as if his friend were intentionally breaking his heart. he’s not mad at the boy, not really, but he’ll certainly joke around about it for a minute or two. “are you telling me you have a date? and i’m keeping you from her?? seungho, you should’ve told me before i kidnapped you!”

[ywkit-blog]

big eyes.

@ywseunghae

he drinks everything in with eager eyes, eager ears. kit wants to see everything, know everything, and as excited as he was about every opportunity he’s had in this town so far, he finds himself more thrilled when animals are involved. and seunghae is an excellent guide, knowledgeable in a way that kit can only dream of becoming someday and with an obvious passion that only makes the visitor more enthusiastic himself. maybe cows don’t smell the best, but the young man is enchanted anyways. he admires the big, long-lashed eyes, the soft way they lift their heads curiously as the two young men walk by.

“they’re kind of.. beautiful,” kit’s not sure if he’s using the right word, or at least the word that others would use to describe livestock, but he can’t think of something better. not in korean, and not in any of the other languages he knows better. “how many cows do you have here? do you keep any boys- bulls? bulls, right? that’s the word?” even his own falterings in the language don’t keep him from talking, full of questions, exclamations, and a hundred other unnecessary, but kind, comments.

the flank of the beast is smooth enough to the touch, the wiry sort of coarse only when kit tries to drag his hand along a gentle stroke. how do cows like to be pet? he should ask seunghae to show him that as well. “they’re all for milk, right? not beef? oh my god, i might have to stop eating meat. she’s so pretty. look at her eyes!” he’s not serious about going vegan; it would only last for a day before he crashed and gave into his cravings. kit thinks in extremes, though rarely do his actions represent the extent of his train of thought.

[ywkit-blog]

poppy.

@ahinyw

it wasn’t until he came to this town that he ever really played in the dirt. kit grew up in cities, in a world of concrete and steel. there wasn’t much of a place for dirt and grass and green things to grow, but there was opportunity for that everywhere in yangwon. the world here looked to be built for creating life and nurturing the ground into beautiful blooms. this festival was particularly inspiring; now all kit wanted was a little flower box to keep in his window and some easy blooms to watch sprout.

he has no trouble at all striking up a conversation with someone he’s only seen around briefly before. he doesn’t know if the girl will know any better than he does, but it’s still a chance to make a new connection. he doesn’t hesitate.

“what’s a good flower for a beginner gardener?” he gets right to the point, talking to the girl like an old friend. “like, i know some things. i know orchids are hard to keep alive, right? and there’s bulbs and seeds, perennials and annuals. i have no idea which is which, though. do you have any advice?”

[ywjinsang-blog]

✩ free cola? yes, please

( open starter )

this was the last place that jinsang wanted to be, dragged by his grandmother who insisted that he needed to socialise more and feel the community spirit. jinsang knew he was going to be disappointed in said ‘spirit’, for one, it was unlikely that it was ghostly or ghastly, or particularly haunting. the only part of the event that drew the tug of a smile onto his lips was hearing that joja was giving out free cola. he’d been stuck in a conversation with his grandmother and one of the neighbours when he’d be relayed the news, and had to excuse himself away. a lie about spotting one of his friends, allowing him to shove his hands into his pockets and bee-line towards where the refreshments stand. for the first time that day, his eyes lit up at the sight of the gleaming cans of cola. ‘civilisation in a can’, is what he wilfully dubbed them. 

sometimes he wasted his entire paycheck, buying cans and trying to build the biggest joja cola pyramid that anyone in yangwon had ever seen. a lot of them were not appreciative of this feat – his grandmother included. who else in yangwon could down a whole can without needing a breath? jinsang didn’t think anyone could.

he barely confirmed that they were free, before he was cracking one open and bringing it to his lips. jinsang barely pausing to inhale before he brought the rim to his lips and began to greedily gulp it down. only lowering it when not a drop more would come, his hand wiping at the corner of his mouth and his nose crinkling as he shook the few drops that remained inside. his brow furrowing as he immediately wanted another one. jinsang turning on the spot, eyes landing on the can in the hand of the person next to him. they didn’t look like they were enjoying it as much as he was. “do you want me to finish that for you?” he asked, abruptly and without warning.

[ywkit-blog]

kit likes free things as much as the next person, maybe even more so now that he’s officially out on his own and he hardly has more than a few dollars and some dreams to his name. he’ll let himself splurge a little for a holiday (after all, not every day is a festival and he wants to make the most of it while he can), but for simple thirst-quenching he’s more than satisfied with the free cola. he sips it slowly, the carbonation doing funny things to his nose and throat if he tries to swallow more than a sip at a time.

he’s seen those water bottle challenges before, the ones where a drink is all but inhaled in a matter of seconds. hell, he’s even tried it before himself and nearly drowned on dry land. but never in his life has kit seen someone down a cola with such speed. the boy didn’t even stop for a breath! dumbfounded and a little bit impressed, kit can’t help but stare with his mouth hanging slightly agape. his own drink is forgotten in his hand, just a cold metal can that he knows he can never drink nearly as quickly as the boy had just demonstrated.

“what?” he’s snapped out of his trance when he’s spoken too, looking dumbly from the stranger to his own drink and back up again as he tries to tune his brain back into human words and interaction. “i.. uh..” well, he was planning on finishing it, but that boy’s gulp was world-record worthy. how parched must he be to down his drink so fast? “you know what, i think you want it more than i do.” kit gives up his cola easily, handing it over to the boy. “how in the world do you do that? it’s incredible, i think i’d choke and die.”

[ywkit-blog]

blue.

@ywheni​

this town is beautiful. kit thought so from the first time he saw that blog post about it, and his admiration only grew when he saw it in person. he remembers stepping off the bus in autumn and being surrounded by the vibrant colors of nature. hot red, sharp gold, bright yellow leaves against a brilliant blue sky... it was pretty enough to be a painting. kit wishes he had more artistic talent; he would have liked to capture that moment and saved it forever, and his phone camera just doesn’t do the memory justice.

the same blue sky is overhead now, vibrant again after a winter of grays. the festival seems to celebrate the colors of the new season, despite the joja corporation banners and signs everywhere. kit’s able to look past them and up into the sky, traces the fluffy white outline of a cloud with his eye and then...

he bumps right into someone. and as his bad luck would have it, he’s spilling his (free!) cola all over himself from the impact. “卧槽！” he exclaims before he can even think about it, a flush over his face from the sheer humiliation and discomfort of being covered in your own sticky-sweet drink. “sorry,” english comes to his lips next, and then he recalls that he’s in korea and he finally lands in the right language. “sorry,” he repeats again, this time in the nation’s tongue. “i didn’t get any on you, right? are you alright?”

[ywkit-blog]

ooc !

my muse is so high and kit is very excited about the festival so if anyone wants a starter for the event, reply to this with.. a flower, or color, or song title, or even just a word! and i’ll write up a starter!

edit; THIS GOT MORE ATTENTION THAN EXPECTED SO IF I DON’T GET TO EVERYONE I APOLOGIZE i’m doing what i can in order of who replied!!

[ywkit-blog]

fly high.

@ywseungho

“did you put your name in for the drawing? i’ve never been in a hot air balloon before... oh my god, i don’t know if i’m afraid of heights.” kit eyes the balloon in the town square eagerly. he didn’t realize, at first, that he counts as a resident of the town. some part of his brain still thinks he’s on vacation, despite working at the inn for the last couple months and his efforts to put down roots in the town. the revelation was one met with delight, though he has yet to actually turn in his name. maybe seungho will go with him for that, just in case he stumbles over the dialect they speak here again.

the young man hooks his arm around his friend’s and basks in the new spring warmth. he’s a child of the tropics, and as pretty as he found snow he’s excited for warm weather to come back again. “c’mon, let’s go put our names in. if one of us wins, let’s promise to bring the other up in the balloon. have you ever gone up there before? can you see the whole town and all the farms?”

kit’s eyes speak his excitement and delight even more than his words ever could, though he doesn’t hold back his enthrallment there either. he’s flown in planes a hundred times, but the clouds almost always block the view of the land below, and they’re so high up in the sky that it’s hard to see anything. a balloon ride should be perfect, right? he wants to know. “i’ll buy you a snack if you do it with me~”

[ywkit-blog]

fat cat.

@ywjinah

he lacks greatly in basic care items, enough that he feels bad whenever he walks into the clinic and more responsible pet owners than he have their dogs on leashes and their cats in nice carriers. isra sits docilely enough in his arms though, the picture of good behavior despite the fact that kit lacks a carrier, a leash, or even a collar around her neck.

dr. jinah has been nice enough to him so far though. kit appreciates it more than he knows how to say; the first time he entered the clinic he was convinced that he would be chewed out for being unable to take care of an animal, and they would’ve been right. but no one else was taking care of isra, so someone’s gotta try.

“she’s getting heavy,” kit places the little black cat on the exam table, smoothing out ruffled fur with his hand before backing off to give the doctor room to work. “i worried that she was just getting bloated from worms or something, but she’s actually quite dense! is someone else feeding her too now?” he doesn’t expect jinah to know the answer to that.

isra sits tensely on the table, quiet and still but visibly unhappy with being at the vet again. she’s a good cat and kit is very fond of her; it’s a wonder that no one else scooped her up before he did.

[ywkit-blog]

HELLOO i was waiting for the queue to end before writing an intro and i was in the middle of eating pasta salad when it finally came time. ANYWAYS hi i’m so excited to get my boy kit here involved!! i’ll get to the rest of my welcome messages later (i’ve been fighting bronchitis for the last week and run out of energy easily rip) so for now i’ll just intro my muse and throw out the few plot/rls ideas i’ve had buzzing around in my head!

oh also! i have twitter and discord that are available upon request!

SO ABOUT KIT ( profile / bio )

long story short, he grew up in a sorta broken family situation where his parents divorced and while his father stayed in thailand and had primary custody, his mother moved to china with family there. kit grew up traveling back and forth since he’d spend breaks and vacations with mom but attended school in thailand.

thanks to this, he’s never truly felt like he’s had his own home.

around when he turned 18, his father was presented a business opportunity in south korea. he invited kit to come with him and work for him, and kit accepted. again, a lot of his work for his father had him traveling back and forth between thailand and korea now (and still the occasional visit to mom in china), so he developed a further displaced feeling from being constantly on the move.

kit burns out. he’s tired, he takes a vacation for himself to yangwon. he had heard about the town from a blog post from another visitor and the laid back pace of life really appealed to him. he arrived in mid-fall, less than a year ago.

a bit of trivia: kit actually saw his first snow ever while in yangwon! just how his life and travel plans happened to work out, he’s always been in thailand during the snowy season.

needless to say, kit fell in love with the town. like absolutely head over heels. he called his father and quit his job before his vacation was even over with and has been working off his stay at the inn ever since. he’s struggling a little bit to get his feet under him in this new setting, trying to find his place here, but he’s very eager to try!

more trivia: there’s a stray cat that kit found hanging around the garbage bins. he’s since unofficially adopted the cat as his own, though he’s not sure if the inn allows animals and he’s afraid to ask since he’s already only still here bc he’s working for them. she still lives outside, but kit feeds her and takes her to the vet himself. he’s tried to put collars on her but they keep getting lost!

NOW ONTO SOME PLOT/RLS IDEAS:

someone else thinks that they can take in his cat. he loves the little thing to death and is willing to fight for it, just look at his vet bills! this is his cat! (could be a fight, or just a misunderstanding that’s easily enough cleared up!)

best friend: ideally someone close to his age (’96) who’s a longtime resident of the town and they really hit it off when kit first came here! maybe they were one of the first people he befriended?

his korean really isn’t that bad, but it’s not the language that kit’s most comfortable in for sure and the yangwon dialect is challenging for him at times. plots around this could involve funny misunderstandings, panicked bickering at the farmer’s market, or someone who takes it upon themselves to be kit’s yangwon-dialect coach/teacher. we’ll make a fluent speaker of him yet!

i’m always interested in antagonistic plots so if anyone is interested in that i’ll find a way for our muses to not get along/fight/be arch enemies

other than housekeeping at the inn, kit tries to take odd jobs where he can in a helpless attempt to save up for his own place! he’s not good at most things tbh, but he’ll learn and try anything. plots could include learning a skill from your muse, or helping your muse with a task that they needed a hand with (he’s especially interested in learning about farming, both ranching and crops; this city boy has never worked the dirt a day in his life but he’s willing to work hard!)

he’s a friendly boye he’s happy to make friends and down for almost any adventure!!!

backdated plot buT someone who was with him when he saw his first snow. maybe they run outside in the middle of the night because kit wanted to touch it and play with it?

he’s not interested in dating right now but if your muse wants to crush on him he’ll totally ignore it even if he knows their feelings

I’LL THINK OF MORE LATER BUT THERE’S AT LEAST THIS TO START!!

[yangwonrp]

WELCOME TO TOWN, KITTINAN MANOMAIPIBUL!

Rumor has it this TWENTY TWO year old was born on SEPTEMBER 29. They are a HOUSEKEEPER AT YANGWON INN and live at #10 YANGWON INN. Ask them to show you their OLD SUITCASE; it’s important to them!

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